Little Nightmares Pfp Novels & Stories

Her granny called her almost everyday just to know what she saw the previous night and Juana would tell her everything. Sometimes, Juana didn't see anything at all, sometimes she saw good things, but most times, she had nightmares. When her granny called to ask about her dream the night after she saw something about avocados, Juana refused to tell her about it because it involved someone dying. The person was dying. Not dead. She didn't want to imagine any of her parents or even her granny dying, when she tried to, the imagination hurt her so much she got bad headaches. Juana felt like telling someone about it, talking to someone about her whole life, but she wanted a neutral person because

The next day David woke up early since it was Saturday he had nowhere to go. He He decided to go and check up on Stella and admit his feelings for her. He decided to stop being a coward and take responsibility for her pregnancy. He was ready to do anything for her to forgive him and give him a second chance. He went to her door and was about to knock when he heard her talking but this time it seems like her constant nightmare she always tell him about. He opened the door and went inside and Tru to his thought she was having a nightmare. He walked up to her on the bed and woke her up cuddling her. "Is okay baby. I'm here don't be scared." He started coaxing her when she started crying. "David

“Uh-oh, that does not sound good. What’s wrong, O? Is everything okay?” “My worst nightmare came to life and is haunting me every day,” I replied as I groaned out loud. Her forehead narrowed. “You haven’t had such kind of nightmare since high school and that nightmare was called Joshua Taylor. Who’s the new nightmare?” “Joshua Taylor,” I revealed, looking straight into my front camera. Adrina shook her head and held up her index finger. “Hold up, what? Did you dream of him or something? Or did he send you a follow request on your socials?”

i cut her off. "I had a nightmare yesterday, okay? I wasnt having any nightmares recently" i told her as Nate rubbed her back. "Why are you having nightmares anyway? I thought they were gone by now" River said with a frown. "Okay guys, i have to tell you people something" i said and let out a nervous laugh as the boys glared at me along wih Julia, while Alessa and Em stayed calm.

Dannie had a feeling her grandma wouldn’t approve of her creepiness much. Throwing back the covers, she set her feet on the hardwood flooring. “Son of a bitch, “Dannie said in a sigh. She rested her forearms on her knees. With a slow, deep breath she waited until her heart finally caught on to the fact there was no danger. It was only a nightmare. Another fucking nightmare. As long as Dannie could remember, she had them. On a typical week, Dannie would suffer three to five nightmares. They were all similar in theme: death, mayhem, and suffering— all the good stuff. Though, she never actually had a nightmare with the deabru before. Usually, her nightmares were vague concepts and seemingly sym

Everyone is supportive of me and they have always encouraged me to talk to someone professional or even one of them and I would but the problem with that is that the nightmares that they think I'm having are the type of nightmares that would be like dreaming of rainbows and unicorns compared to the nightmares that I actually have. A part of me wants to talk to someone about it but I just can't.. how can I tell them that the nightmare that I get is the exact same one every time? How can I tell them that this nightmare is nothing like they think that it is, a nightmare that I have been having since I was sixteen years old? You see, they believe that my nightmares has to do with my time in the

The message chime stunned him when he looked at his phone and saw one new message from him. “You’re alive! No, before you ask you didn’t wake me up, pulling an all-nighter and reading up on myths and legends is fun! Why are you awake???” – Persistent Ass. 2.34am. “Nightmares.” The reply took longer this time and he glanced at his cell continuously till it grew annoying. He was actually relieved when it chimed. “Want to talk about it? I have nightmares as well.” – Persistent Ass. 2.46am.

Mallory’s POV Sixteen years old “Ugh! I look like hell!” I groaned to myself, taking in the dark circles under my eyes and the sallow look to my skin reflected in my bathroom mirror. I’d been having the same nightmare since I was seven years old but somehow it still managed to rob me of sleep. Last night was no different, leading to my current predicament. What a great way to start the day, my sixteenth birthday. “Let’s go birthday girl!” My mom called way too energetically from the living room. “Alpha and Luna are waiting for us to arrive so they can celebrate with you!”

Val put all the notes in her locker safely, she didn't know why she did that. Val had nightmares when she is alone in her house. Every time she would wake up with heavy heart. She don't know why she would get nightmares like she is drowning in darkness all the time. This started when she was eighteen. No one knows about her nightmares except Sheela. Sheela always suggested Val to start a relationship in order to get rid of nightmares but Val refused. When Jack is around she never had nightmares which confused her.

He exhaled a deep breath and then rubbed his face with both of his palms. I waited for his next reaction but nothing came out from his mouth. He just stared at the floor. I licked my lips in hesitation and tried to figure out the strange expression he has on his face. "As long as I remember, sleep was never my thing because whenever I tried to sleep, I was afraid of having a nightmare." "See the irony the person who himself call as nightmare was really scared of them." He added and closed his eyes again. I quietly looked at him, waiting for his next words.